Zhan Feilong really can't continue the standoff now. He could only find an opportunity to deal with it perfunctorily, just wait and let Yang Ju drink when she comes out, he couldn't believe he couldn't find a servant girl!

But Zhan Feihuang is playing for real now, not that easily fooled. She insisted, "Big brother, are you too drunk to drink anymore? If you're drunk, just tell me, and I'll send you back to your room to rest. How about that?"

"Drink, just drink, who's afraid? Come on, give it here!" Zhan Feilong had drunk too much, and his temper was flaring up, how could he stand Zhan Feiyu's "mockery?"

Zhan Feilong and Zhan Feihuang clinked a bottle each, no problem, he could still hold on, but Zhan Feihuang couldn't just let Zhan Feilong off like that. Raising her elegant eyebrows, she said, "Big brother, didn't you say it? Men should give way to women when drinking. I drink one bottle, you must drink two bottles, just now my brother did two against one!"

Oh no! Zhan Feilong was truly panicked now, this was seriously a life-risking pace. But if he didn't drink now, it would mean admitting defeat! Ah, if only he knew earlier, he should have invited one more person today.

Now it was almost enough to bring Zhu Bufan down, but it just wasn't happening! That feeling, like a bone stuck in the throat, was really frustrating. Zhan Feilong was determined to bring Zhu Bufan down, definitely not going to admit defeat just like this.

Even if it meant drinking to death today… Little Ju, Zhu Bufan must be brought down!

Zhan Feilong gritted his teeth and finished another bottle of alcohol, then ran towards the bathroom without looking back. Little Ju had been hiding in the bathroom for a long time, stubbornly refusing to come out, Zhan Feilong had to go in and drag her out.

Zhan Feilong carried Little Ju out from inside, in fact, earlier Yang Ju, after drinking too much, went to the bathroom and just didn't come out after using it. She sat on the toilet without the strength to pull up her pants and passed out. Zhan Feilong pushed her for a long time before finally getting her up. Today you have to drink, there's no choice not to.

Getting drunk doesn't count, you must drink to death!

In the living room, Zhan Feiyu, Du Yujiao, and Zhan Yucheng had been waiting for more than half an hour, yet they hadn't seen Zhu Bufan and the others come out. Was this meal too exaggerated?

Earlier when Zhan Feilong had someone bring alcohol over, he deliberately avoided Du Yujiao and others; he didn't use alcohol boxes, but instead used beverage crates to bring them in, otherwise the two crates of alcohol would not have been able to get into the dining room, as they would have been seized by Zhan Yucheng.

"Mom, it's getting late, we should go back and rest," Zhan Feiyu reminded Du Yujiao, who was engrossed in watching TV.

"Oh oh, it's past ten already, it's late, it's late. Go call Zhu Bufan, let's go back..."

Zhan Yucheng said, "Yujiao, it's the middle of the night now, let's not go back tonight, stay here, I still have something I want to talk to you about." In other words, I want to talk in bed with you.

"Uh..." Du Yujiao's face turned red, she replied, "Okay then, I won't leave tonight, I'll stay at home. Little Yu, go call Zhu Bufan and the others out, quickly go wash and sleep."

Zhan Feiyu hurriedly rushed toward the dining room. Zhan Feilong's act of carrying the liquor, Du Yujiao and Zhan Yucheng didn't know, but Zhan Feiyu did. There were just four people inside, even two bottles were too many, yet that beast Zhan Feilong even insisted on carrying two crates over.

"Ding Ling Ling..." The doorbell rang. Zhan Feihuang and Yang Ju were having a blast drinking, while Zhu Bufan and Zhan Feilong simply ignored the doorbell ring. Keep buzzing, we'll just carry on.

Zhan Feihuang finished a bottle of liquor and hurriedly turned around saying, "Coming, coming, I'm on it!"

Zhan Feihuang went to open the door. A strong stench of alcohol hit them, almost choking Zhan Feiyu on the spot. Is this place even fit for humans?

"No more drinking!" Zhan Feiyu stormed into the dining room, swinging his hand and knocking bottles over to the floor.

"Feiyu, what are you doing? Zhu Bufan and I are just having a couple of drinks. You go out first, we'll come out once we are done drinking. Off you go, off you go." Zhan Feilong called Yang Ju to help, and they managed to coerce Zhan Feiyu out.

Zhan Feiyu went crying to find Du Yujiao, knowing that there was no more chance, he must have a round of quick drinking, needing to get Zhu Bufan absolutely wasted, otherwise, when Du Yujiao and Zhan Feilong arrive there won't be a chance!

"Brother, it's time to finish this, let's all do it together!" Zhan Feilong grabbed a bottle of liquor.

This round of drinking reached tonight's climax, the four raised their glasses together. Yang Ju and Zhan Feihuang were almost bursting at the seams, barely managing and truly couldn't pour anymore in, but Zhu Bufan and Zhan Feilong were intensely going bottle for bottle.

You drink one, I drink one, crossing cups, back and forth, in a blink, five or six bottles of beer were downed.

"Ding Ling Ling..." The doorbell rang again, outside came Zhan Yucheng's angry roar: "Stop drinking, all of you, stop and open the door!" Zhan Feihuang was about to run to open the door, but Zhu Bufan forcefully grabbed her wrist.

If we don't get Zhan Feilong completely wasted tonight, wasn't that round just wasted?

The two men fiercely clashed, bottle after bottle poured down, two dozen beers on the floor were swiftly emptied, leaving a huge pile of empty bottles.

"Ha ha ha ha, you punk, that's all the alcohol you can handle!" After downing the last bottle, Zhan Feilong with a flushed face, burst out laughing: "Come on, come on, I won't be outdrunk by you, wuu wuu..." Before finishing, he threw up all over the table, then thumped down on the table, knocking all the leftover food onto the floor.

Zhu Bufan let go of Zhan Feihuang, who hurried to push open the front door, outside a large group of people had begun to hammer the door, as the door opened, those crouching at the door furrowed their brows. This living room smells… three times worse than a latrine!

Du Yujiao and Zhan Yucheng quickly charged into the dining room, only to hear Zhan Feilong loudly shouting: "Who dares to outdrink me, I'll drink you to death, come on, if you dare, bring another two kilograms, if you dare, come play with two more kilograms! Wuu wuu..." He mumbled as he threw up and drank simultaneously because this guy was swallowing the vomit he just spit out, which was incredibly disgusting.

On the other side of the table, Zhu Bufan's face was red and reeked of alcohol, yet he sat there cool and collected, with a smug look and legs crossed as if begging to be hit.

Zhan Yucheng darkly said, "Who let you drink so much! You're just causing trouble."

How much did they drink? No need to ask, just look at the bottles on the floor – Zhan Yucheng in all his years had never seen Zhan Feilong so drunk.

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